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A moment later, a deep voice came from behind.

"Zhang Jue, you really impress me."

When he turned his head, he saw a tall man sitting on a suspended throne, looking down on all living beings and looking down on everything.

Who else but the Hanged King will come.

The moment Zhang Jue saw the Hanged King, he knew that he had made the right bet, that the world was indeed fake.

He let out a long breath.

No excitement, no excitement, just relief.

The time here is just a moment, but he spent more than five months in that false world.

Although not long, it seems like a lifetime away.

The Hanged King, restored to his human form, wears a gray cloak and holds a goblet in his hand.

"Consultant Zhang, I owe you a favor. If you have any request, you can ask for it, and I will help you solve it."

Zhang Jue collected himself, walked slowly to the throne, and looked up at the Hanged King.

"Before this, we have already made an agreement. Although it is difficult to complete, a transaction is a transaction." Zhang Jue clasped his fists at the Hanged King, "My request remains the same, please help me return to the original world .”

"Consultant Zhang, with all due respect, which one do you mean by the 'original world'?"

Hearing the Hanged King's question, Zhang Jue was slightly taken aback.

Which world does he want to return to?

While trapped here, he didn't think about it.

Because it doesn't make sense.

But now he has the power to choose.

Should he return to that grotesque world, or return to his hometown?

this is a problem.

……

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Chapter 349 I'm Tired of Living

Anomalous Creatures Authority World, December 2222, 12.

Country C, site14.

"Is the experiment going well?"

"Hmm... I have encountered some difficulties. The dosage of the XD-ES25 reagent has not been accurately grasped."

"Go back and prepare the equipment, I will be with you tomorrow."

"it is good……"

"Anything else?"

"The number 049 (epidemic doctor) seems a little abnormal, I don't know if it's my illusion."

"Understood, I will pay attention to his status recently."

"Thank you Director Yang!"

"It doesn't matter, let's go to work."

After dismissing the researcher, Yang Xue reopened the document and continued to write her own experiment report.

She is the test supervisor of site14. After Zhang Jue, the deputy station master, disappeared, most of the tasks fell on her shoulders.

It's not that the other researchers on the site are idiots, and they can handle some ordinary experiments without any problem, but those reported to her must be difficult problems that cannot be overcome.

Fortunately, she is now able to take care of herself. Without Zhang Jue, she can also manage the site in an orderly manner.

The knock on the door sounded again.

"Please come in."

Yang Xue pressed CtrlS, thinking that another researcher had encountered difficulties, but was stunned when she saw someone coming.

"Station Master Huang." She stood up to greet her.

Huang Xingwen held a food box in his hand, put it on the coffee table in front of his desk, and then sat down on the sofa.

"Have you eaten yet?" He asked with a smile.

"Um……"

Yang Xue also came out from behind the desk, glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that it was already early morning.

Before I knew it, it was so late.

Huang Xingwen looked at her in a daze, and sighed: "Xue'er, work is important, but don't ruin your health. I have cooperated with your uncle for nearly ten years. Now that he has retired, I also feel old. This place will eventually be handed over to you young people, I heard from them that you have often stayed up all night in the past few months, this is not good, you... you must pay attention to your health."

Huang Xingwen, as the stationmaster of site14, was almost semi-retired when Zhang Jue was there, but Zhang Jue suddenly disappeared in the past few months, and he had to go to the front of the stage again.

But the biggest change in the site was actually Yang Xue.

Although she was also a workaholic before, she didn't reach this level.

After Zhang Jue disappeared, she seemed to be a different person.

Except for experiments and reports every day, there is almost no communication with people.

Everyone secretly speculated whether something happened to Zhang Jue.

After Huang Xingwen finished speaking, Yang Xue lowered her head and clenched her fist slightly: "I know, Station Master Huang doesn't have to worry about me, I know it well."

Seeing that she was advised not to move, Huang Xingwen shook his head helplessly.

Today's young people are a bit stubborn, no matter what they encounter, they will not admit defeat, especially Yang Xue.

"I remember, it will be your uncle's birthday in two days, go back and be with him, just take a vacation for yourself and relax." Huang Xingwen said.

Yang Xue pondered for a moment, then nodded.

Huang Xingwen persuaded a few more words, got up and was about to leave, but when he reached the door, he stopped.

"Xue'er, tell me the truth, Consultant Zhang...what did he do?"

"He... has something to leave for a while, and I don't know exactly what to do."

Yang Xue spoke according to the script agreed with Zhang Jue.

No matter who asked, she always said this.

Huang Xingwen asked again: "Did he say when he will come back?"

Yang Xue shook her head silently.

Huang Xingwen sighed and left the room.

After Huang Xingwen left, Yang Xue opened the food box, and inside was hot preserved egg and lean meat porridge, which should be the supper specially ordered by Huang Xingwen from the cafeteria.

During this period of time, if she didn't often have colleagues to deliver meals to her, she could even go without eating or drinking for a day.

She put her whole body and soul into her work, because only in this way can she resist not thinking about him.

It's not that she doesn't want to sleep, it's that she can't sleep.

Every time I close my eyes, what comes to my mind is his figure.

"Dr. Yang Da, let me tell you a ghost story."

"Wow, do you have two steamed buns in your arms?"

"I'm so handsome, how could they be my opponents."

"What a coincidence, I like myself too..."

Every word he said, every look back, every smirk, she remembered clearly.

According to the agreement between the two, during his absence, she should work and live step by step as usual.

Because of this, others can believe that he just disappeared for a while as usual, and then suddenly reappeared at some point, giving everyone a surprise.

But she can't.

Resisting not thinking about him is already the limit.

How could she be joking with her colleagues as usual.

She really can't do it.

She didn't feel hungry, but she picked up the spoon anyway and forced herself to eat something.

As he ate, his eyes turned red.

She rubbed her eyes vigorously.

She can't cry.

During his absence, she could not cry.

He said he would come back.

He will definitely come back.

……

On December 12, Yang Xue took a day off and came to Yang Wenbai's home to celebrate his birthday.

Yang Wenbai has never been married, and has always regarded Yang Xue as his own daughter. He was very happy to see her come back, and cooked the kitchen himself, cooking a table of delicious food.

I don't know who celebrates whose birthday.

While eating, Yang Wenbo kept staring at his niece's face.

"What's wrong?" Yang Xue asked, she had already covered up her dark circles very well.

Yang Wenbai struggled and said, "Xue'er, where was the young man you brought back last time? Why didn't you come?"

Yang Xue lowered her head and took a mouthful of rice: "He...is on a business trip."

"Ah, that's it...Xue'er, I think he's pretty good, mainly because he's thick-skinned. Your temperament is too cold, and it's just right to be with him. You're not too young..."

Yang Wenbo is like an ordinary parent, babbling on and on, regardless of whether it is useful or not, let the wind blow in his ears before talking.

He knows Yang Xue's character very well. If she doesn't want to, no one can force her.

But it is one thing to listen to something, and another thing to say it or not.

To Yang Wenbo's surprise, this time, Yang Xue did not refute him

"Uncle, I see." She raised her head with a smile on her face.

Yang Wenbai was overjoyed, and Lao Huai comforted him: "That's right, come, come, eat."

After dinner, Yang Wenbai turned on the computer to play chess with others, and Yang Xue went out.

Her house is not far away, but she doesn't want to go back yet.

The temperature in Jiangzhou in December was already very low, and the cold wind hit her face a little painful. Yang Xue pulled up the scarf and walked into a shopping mall.

"Wewishyouarrychristas, Wewishyouarrychristas, Wewishyouarrychristasandhappynewyear~"

When the familiar melody came, Yang Xue realized that Christmas was coming.

Zhang Jue disdained to celebrate this kind of festival.

In his words, every foreign festival is an excuse for businesses to cheat money and men (women) to cheat money.

Yang Xue was no exception, but her reason was more pure, she didn't have time.

Since she was a child, she has been working very hard, especially when she was in college, she not only obtained a double doctorate, but also taught herself many other fields of knowledge.

She looks good, and it's not that no one chases her, but she never pretends to say anything.

The title of Bingshan Beauty, which is both positive and negative, was also spread from that time.

As a woman with a strong heart, she never cared about what others thought.